Monty ran into the town square, completely exhausted. He had had an important piano recital to attend the day before and was just now getting back. He saw people gathered in the square, apparently discussing something. He pulled Whitty Whit to the side and asked him what was going on. Properly apprised of the events that had occurred, he came to his own conclusion.

"I'm going to be honest. Right now, I think Joy looks the most suspicious. I'm going to

VOTE: JOY"

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"You know, integrity isn't exactly the best defense you can provide in this game," Aeva said dryly. "Promises mean next to nothing when we're trying to find murderers. Any Mafia would lie through his or her teeth about being a townie." Aeva looked between Joy and JCGJ. "KF suspected you yesterday, Joy, as did I, although my suspicions were not as strong. Since it turns out that he was a Sheriff, I am now strongly inclined to vote for you. However, JCGJ, you are doing yourself no favors. Like I said, integrity and promises are essentially useless, and I wonder if you are professing integrity to make yourself seem innocent."

"But I'm deciding to trust her word. If it turns out that she's lying, I will not trust her again for quite some time... But for now, I'm deciding to give her the benefit of the doubt."

Aeva shrugged. "You are entitled to believe what you want, of course, but I still think a simple promise is extremely flimsy ground to stand on. Had KF been a townie, then we would have no leads at all, but since he was a Sheriff, I can't ignore the suspicions he had about Joy."

Vote: JOY

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"It seems like I'm going to die. I just hope the Town will pull through, and try to find the person who most blatantly accused me. Too many times has the Mafia won. The Town must get rid of that reputation and work together. Too many bandwagons, not enough people coming up with their own conclusions. Bandwagons are rarely helpful, mafia can hide in them.I have no more to say now. Goodbye my friends, may you begin to see the light." Joy gives a small smile to the people in the crowd. A watery smile. She drew her red cloak tighter to her body. Then she pulled up the hood, hiding her tears from the rest of them. No one could see her face. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I'd like to spend the rest of my last hours in my house, watching all the Doctor Who episodes so I'll be caught up when I die."She choked up on the last word, then turned, cloak swirling behind her. As she walked away, she gave one final look. Bowing, her cloak dipping, she disappeared to her house. Later, she was wrapped up in a blanket, crying at

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Joy finished Doctor Who, and hurried back to the town square. The bandwagon continues, she thought, with disgust. "I'm very accepting of my fate. I know it is decreed, and I will die tonight. I hope you're satisfied in the morning." She said. "Then you'll see."

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